My British Empire

"What? Barton Sound? You're kidding me!"

When Blood Blade said that the name of the strait that Drake explored was Barton Strait, Edward was surprised and said nothing.

Damn, when I first heard about a person named Francis Drake, His Majesty Edward was just surprised. After all, the United Kingdom is so big, and there are many people with the same name and surname.

But when he heard that this guy was going to travel to South America to find the Strait of Magellan, His Majesty the King finally remembered who this guy was!

The Drake Strait, the dividing line between South America and Antarctica, is the widest strait in the world and one of the most dangerous straits. The discoverer is Drake.

In this way, Edward was really sure that this man named Drake was really a famous royal pirate in history, and he was also the main general who led the Royal Navy to resist the Spanish Armada in history.

"Finally caught a famous historical figure, and he is a great talent!" Edward couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"It's just, why isn't it called the Drake Strait? It suddenly became the Barton Strait, which doesn't conform to history!"

The good Drake Passage suddenly disappeared and turned into a strange Barton Strait. The butterfly's wings are waving too powerfully!

The king's head is not enough.

Although a lot of history has been changed, this is the first time he has seen the butterfly effect after history has been changed.

"Go, let this Drake come to London, I want to see this great hero with my own eyes, and I want to canonize him as a knight myself!"

His Majesty the King thought for a long time, shook his head helplessly, and gave instructions to the secretary who was reporting.

"Your Majesty, the Spanish ambassador just sent his credentials!" After a secretary agreed, another secretary walked in, bowed his head, and reported.

"What did you say?" Edward asked impatiently. He was in a bad mood, and the Spaniard came to disturb him.

"His Majesty Philip II sent a request. The treasure ship belonging to Spain has been robbed, and the most suspected person is Francis Drake who has just returned!"

"And then? What are the Spaniards going to do!"

"Spain said that in view of the alliance between the two countries, His Majesty Philip II requires you to hand over Drake directly to them for trial!" The secretary looked up at the increasingly ugly king, and reported in a low voice.

"It's unreasonable. How can we England be handed over to the Spaniards for trial? Do the Spaniards really think they are God?"

When Edward heard this, his heart immediately burst into flames.

Nominally speaking, England and Spain belong to an alliance, and they are also nominally equal.

England is not a vassal state of Spain, so how can Spain have the right to ask him to hand over people? Isn't this an offense to the authority of your own king?

Even if Drake really hijacked the treasure ship, he couldn't hand it over! A king who handed over his subjects to another country has the face to rule the entire United Kingdom.

"Reject the Spaniards, just say that it is impossible for Francis Drake to rob the treasure ship, let them re-investigate!" Edward directly ordered.

"This—" the secretary looked at the angry King with some hesitation, with a look of hesitation on his face.

"Just do as I say!" Of course Edward knew why the secretary hesitated, but this is a matter of principle and cannot be compromised.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The secretary quickly agreed, and quickly got up and left in a panic.

After the secretary left, His Majesty the King rubbed his temples, his head hurt like hell.

Originally, the two countries had been in trouble because of religious issues; the battle against France intensified the rift between the two countries; and the secret support for the actions of the Netherlands left no room for relaxation between the two countries.

"This is a temptation!" Edward murmured in distress.

This is Spain's test of the alliance between the two countries, and there is no need to question it.

Since France, the common enemy, withered due to the civil war, the existence of the West-Britain Alliance has been in jeopardy.

And this kind of rift has become bigger and bigger, and it is irreparable. Even if Philip II marries Edward's sister, this result cannot be changed.

"This result is already predictable, but it came too soon!" Edward shook his head. The huge Spanish Empire is still like a shadow, shrouding the European continent. England is not yet ready to face this powerful enemy. .

Plymouth.

After Drake returned to England, he robbed the gold and treasures of the treasure ship, and the total value reached

One hundred thousand pounds, the figure is extremely exaggerated.

After distributing part of such a huge amount of money to the sailors, most of it remained. These were the profits of his captain and supporters.

Faced with such a huge amount, even the well-informed John Hawkins was still surprised.

"My God, this is definitely the most gold I've ever seen in my life!"

Full of gold, it emits a golden color that seduces the soul.

"Francis, this time, you've caused big trouble!" Concentrating his mind, Hawkins stared into his cousin's eyes and said seriously.

"Yes, I understand all the consequences!" Drake nodded, expressing his understanding, "However, you also have a share of the gold!"

Hearing this, Hawkins frowned, he was dragged off the boat, and he was going to say that he was tricked by Drake.

He understood what Drake meant, he had his share of the money, so he had to find a way to suppress the problem.

"Let's go to London!" Hawkins thought for a while, and then sighed heavily.

"The gold in front of you, don't touch it anymore, send it all to London, and send it to the palace!"

"You mean?" Derek asked hesitantly.

"That's right, the only one who can save you is King Edward. This money is your life-saving money!"

Hawkins took a deep look at this cousin who made him so happy yesterday that he doubted his life, but today he made himself so regretful that he doubted his life, what a crime!

"I just hope that His Majesty the King can protect us for the sake of these golds, otherwise the Spaniards will not spare us!"

Hearing this, Drake did not refute. After thinking for a while, he immediately agreed to the only remaining plan.

As for fleeing England with gold, the idea never crossed his mind.

The world's most powerful navy and the second largest navy are besieging you, and even gods can hardly escape.

It is still more practical to send money, at least, the possibility of surviving is greater than the former.

What's more, the reputation of His Majesty the King's greed for money has been spread throughout England for a long time. When he was still young, he came out to sell wine to make money, and even opened taverns.

Then open a bank, open a factory, and don't give in too quickly to make money.

For the sake of the money, his life should be saved.

Derek thought to himself.